Chapter eight hundred and seventeen a trifle
I said this very firmly.
Qingdai has paid enough for me.
I can't watch her lose her mind and be harmed by the evil poison of that ghost Xiu Lianglin.
Besides, my body dies, but my soul remains.
At most, go down and keep company with Master.
At the same time, I have a good brother, Mo Ting, who dares to stand up for me.
After I die, he should also be able to help take care of my grandma.
Even if he is sent to a nursing home, I have no worries.
I'm a person who doesn't like to do things impulsively.
In just that moment, I arranged everything behind me.
At the same time, he stood up and spoke to Long Po again:
"Long Po, tell me!
How should I cooperate with you?
If I frown, I am not a human being."
Qingdai sacrificed her life and revived me with her life curse.
Plus ten lifetimes of waiting, two thousand years of suffering.
Compared to my current life, what does it mean?
Luang Po looked at me with firm eyes, as if he was ready to die, and his whole body was stunned.
It wasn't until a while that Long Po showed a wry smile and waved his hand:
"Master Qin, what are you talking about? Who said it's going to take your life?"
"Isn't it my life?"
I spoke in surprise.
As a result, Luang Phor shook his head:
"It's not your life, just your blood.
The princess doesn't want you to know, and she doesn't want you to pay for her.
Who would have thought that you would realize it in advance and still persist to the end..."
Luang Po said with some emotion.
But when I heard that all they wanted was my blood, I was stunned on the spot and felt a little speechless inside.
This, can this be considered a thing?
When it is necessary to speak, do you stumble and pretend to be mysterious?
And looked at me with that strange look.
It made me misunderstand and make mistakes, and I was panicking and thinking about the future.
How can I explain to Master after I return?
How to give grandma a dream or something.
In the end, after a long time, there was only a little blood?
How many kilograms do you want, how many kilograms will I smoke?
This comparison makes me feel a little funny:
"It's just some blood, Luang Phor, why don't you just tell me?
Come on, how much do you want?"
I directly showed my wrist.
I have experienced life and death so much that I am no longer afraid of death. Why should I be afraid of bloodletting?
Luang Phor still didn’t move, but continued to say to me:
"Mr. Qin, blood is not just blood, it will also affect your lifespan. You may lose your lifespan!"
I smiled and shook my head, I can live till now in this life.
To put it bluntly, the first half of my life was protected by Qingdai.
Compared with rescuing Qing Dai, losing one's life is nothing...
"It's okay, shortening your life is nothing.
I have taken Renyuan Yangshou Dan before, and it has extended my life span for several years.
He also killed many ghosts and took away a lot of lamp oil.
Whether it’s one-time or long-term, I don’t care!”
I spoke very seriously and spoke from the bottom of my heart.
When Luang Po saw me like this, he also looked at me deeply.
Then he said:
"Princess, there is nothing wrong with you. You are truly a person worth trusting."
I smiled and said nothing.
Just show your wrist.
Luang Po raised his hand, and a sharp dagger appeared in his hand.
Then handed it to me:
"Master Qin, you should do it yourself!
All you need to do is drop blood into the princess's mouth.
Your blood is different and can dispel the evil poison in the princess' body."
I took the knife directly and nodded:
"OK!"
I held the knife and stood at the head of Qingdai's bed.
Looking at Qing Dai, she has white hair and blue lines all over her face.
He said calmly:
"Qingdai, just hold on, you'll be fine soon!"
After saying that, I showed my left wrist and lifted the Purple Bone Vine up a little.
He twisted the dagger and slashed his wrist.
She clenched her palms into fists, and blood flowed out, dripping down her wrists and onto Qingdai's lips.
It's magical to say the least.
As soon as my blood dripped onto Qingdai's lips, it was quickly absorbed by Qingdai's body.
The lips that were originally a little green turned a little rosy.
I was very happy, it really worked.
No wonder that idiot Miao Nanzi called me "human medicine" when he saw me.
This effect is immediate.
Blood continued to flow from my wrist and dripped onto Qingdai's lips.
Qingdai's condition has improved visibly to the naked eye.
Especially her soul power is improving little by little.
The dark green lines on her face gradually faded away, starting from her forehead.
As long as it works, I clenched my fists and kept pushing.
Let the blood flow faster...
However, as time goes by.
I started to feel a little dizzy and had some tinnitus.
Excessive bleeding leads to insufficient blood supply.
Don't care at all.
After a while, the purple bone vine, which had turned black, began to fade to lavender.
It’s just as Luang Po said.
When I bleed, I consume not only my blood, but also my lifespan.
After a while, I started to breathe heavily.
Feeling tired, very exhausted.
His face and lips have turned pale.
My head felt dizzy, as if I was drunk, and I felt a little dizzy.
Several times, she almost lost her balance and spilled the blood on Qingdai's face.
Luang Phor also stopped me once.
But I refused.
I feel like I can still hold on.
At least we have to clear out the evil poison from Qing Dai first, right?
My cultivation level is there, I just need to bleed a little more now.
After a while, the green lines on Qingdai's face had disappeared.
The white hair has also turned black again.
This is a manifestation of the recovery of soul power.
And I really feel like I can’t stand anymore.
Even if I try hard and control myself to stand firm, I can't help but sway.
But at this moment, Qing Dai, who had been sleeping, suddenly trembled slightly with her eyelashes...
This chapter has been completed!